Categories: Jesus
Dressed in swaddling clothes at His birth
When He came from heaven down to earth.
A seamless robe that He wore every day
That, at His death, became soldiers’ play.
A spiritual garment of dazzling white
On the mount transfigured, inspiring sight!
A linen towel girded around
When He washed dirty feet without a sound.
A purple robe they put on Him
Mocking Him as thorn-crowned king.
Grave clothes that covered Him in the tomb
Left behind at the resurrection dawn.
Now, alive in heaven, dressed in gold and white
He stands, Great High Priest, in eternal light.
